i’m writing a poem but its taking longer than expected
sitting in front of the mirror i can see my self snaked
an upright figure, proud, legs spread wide
my cunt is throbbing from hearing your voice all evening
your quirky little messages and intelligent conversation intriguing
yet so filthy and base, and full of promises
of a balance of pain and caresses
from stealing my soul, my essence, my being
to devouring my life’s blood with such infatuation
you will suck me dry with my cheeks spread wide
and I’ll submit to you
my eyes on yours
looking for the cue that
you want to give me it all
…and so much more
Lil Green Wildling xx
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Superior!
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Why thank you dear sir! 🙂
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